Chapter 227: Lingtai Discussion
In the box, there was a "Boom! There was a loud bang.
Only Ning Jue was standing alone in the huge box, but Yan Shifan sat on the ground with a chair on his head.
Yan Shifan, who was knocked to the ground, immediately felt that his forehead was wet, and when he raised his hand, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart anymore when he saw Yan Shifan, who was bleeding from his forehead.
"The surname is Ning! Are you here to discuss things, or are you here to find fault and fight?! Lao Tzu has not suffered a loss in Beijing for so many years! ”
Got up and raised his hand to flip the wine table, and everyone hurriedly stepped forward when they saw this, Xu Fan and Zou Wang grabbed Ning Jue, and Zhang Juzheng and Gao Gong grabbed Yan Shifan.
"His grandmother's, Zhang Juzheng arches high, you two pull the bias, but?!"
Before Yan Shifan finished scolding, Ning Jue had already slapped another old punch on Xu Fan's face, and then kicked out of the box with Zou Wang.
Seeing this, Yan Shifan couldn't hide it anymore, and fought with Zhang Juzheng and Gao Gong.
It's okay to eat in the box, but it's a little too big for six people to fight.
The entire Willow Springs Residence was in chaos in an instant.
Yan Shifan's voice still echoed in the center of Liu Quan.
"Gao Gong, Zhang Juzheng! Lao Tzu told you directly today, that is, to inform you that I can afford you, and send it to the cabinet tomorrow, my father will sign it, and this is a big deal! ”
Just when the six of them were fighting, a royal historian poked his head out in the box not far away.
After glancing at Xu Fan, he shouted loudly next door.
"Where did the household get so much silver! How could the silver taels of the imperial court be so corrupt?! The two capitals and 13 provinces don't eat or drink for a year, and they can't even afford the interest! ”
"The annual income of the household department is a total of four million taels! Leave it to the northwest for disaster relief, up to 800,000 taels! ”
"800,000 taels of silver are all exchanged for rice, and it's only two taels of rice a day for a disaster victim, are you doing disaster relief or feeding chickens?!"
“……”
This shout was like a starting gun, and the originally silent Willow Spring House became lively in an instant.
More and more Yan Dang and Qingliu broke free from their boxes, pointing at each other and scolding each other.
Qingliu is mostly scolding businessmen for colluding with the Yan Party to empty state funds.
Yan Dang led the businessmen to trample on the clear stream, regardless of the victims.
For a while, the restaurant was not lively.
On the contrary, it made Ning Jue feel that he was a little out of place with these people.
Zou Wang stepped forward and grabbed Ning Jue and said: "Three gentlemen, don't fight, we are here to discuss matters, it really can't be done, the three of you go to the side hall to rest, I will be a mouse in the bellows, and if you are angry at both ends, you should give me a face." ”
Zou Wang took the guys from Liu Quanju to talk about it, and they pulled Ning Jue and the three of them away from Yan Shifan and Xu Fan.
But he didn't care about the hot kiln-like Liuquanju.
The shopkeeper of Liuquanju ran to Zou Wang's side in tears and said, "Outside of Zou, so many nobles have started fighting, let's ...... This, the small shop ......"
"One thousand taels." Zou Wang said with a smile.
The shopkeeper was stunned at first, and then blurted out: "You can smash it casually!" ”
After that, he personally held a purple sand teapot and placed it in front of Zou Wang.
Zou Wang picked up the teapot casually and fell to the ground with a "pop", and retreated into a box that had been prepared a long time ago.
After a short time, the music that had stopped in the Liuquan residence was replayed in the mutual scolding of the Yan Party and the Qingliu.
Zhang Juzheng, who was placed alone in the box, stared at the old phlegm and spittle stars that flew out of the courtyard from time to time, and then he was relieved: "Brother Ning, there will be loyal people in the country." ”
"Loyalty? They had better be faithful. ”
"With them, Xu Jie's and Yan Song's tricks would not have succeeded so smoothly."
Ning Jue took a deep breath when he heard this, then looked at Zhang Juzheng and asked, "It's not them who starved to death, what makes you think they want to let this plan pass smoothly?" ”
Zhang Juzheng immediately froze in place.
When Liu Quanju called the merchants to discuss the matter the next day, the mutual attack between Qingliu and the Yan Party did not mean to stop at all.
Even the six Shangshu have personally participated in this debate, and there is no change in the slightest compared to in Liuquanju.
Listening to the shouting and scolding in the lobby in front, Xu Jie and Yan Song in the back office sat in the hall expressionlessly.
Only Zhu Zaili sat in the middle with a stunned face.
"The two elders, my father has a decree, and today I will finalize the northwest disaster relief expenses, such a proposal, I am afraid that it will not be able to achieve results until next month!"
Hearing this, Yan Song hurriedly bowed his head and replied: "Your Highness, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, this is not a small amount of money, and if you don't discuss it clearly, the cabinet department will not dare to sign...... We can only discuss it first, let's smooth it up, and the people below will have less worries about implementing it. ”
"How long will it take?"
Yan Song pondered for a moment before he spoke: "The old minister is brave...... Let's discuss it bigger, so that all parties can explain their reasons clearly, and the more the reasoning is debated, the clearer it will be. ”
"What do you mean?"
"If you can't discuss it in the household department, then let the Hanlin people of the Hanlin Academy discuss it together, and if the Hanlin people of the Hanlin Yuan can't discuss it......" Yan Song's voice paused, and then continued: "The old minister is bold, go to the Guozi Prison again, and let the prisoners of the Guozi Prison follow the discussion, if the monarch is really in a hurry, then the old minister will summon the Hanlin and the prisoners to the Guozi Prison, and we will move over." ”
"The public is in the country's prison, and the world's affairs are discussed by the people of the world." Zhu Zaili pondered for a moment and then looked at Xu Jie: "How is Xu Ge's old intentions?" ”
Xu Jieyi also bowed his head and said: "Your Highness, the minister seconded the proposal." ”
Huang Jin, who was standing next to Zhu Zaili, also looked at Zhu Zaili.
"Exactly."
Huang Jin walked out of the back hall slowly, and looked at the officials who were already arguing in front of him, and shouted: "Gentlemen, Your Highness has a decree to summon the Hanlin Academy and the Hanlin Academy to the Guozi Prison and the prisoners to discuss this matter together. ”
"Grandpa Huang! What are you talking about?! Can I wait, can the victims in the northwest wait?! As soon as Huang Jin's voice fell, Yan Shifan immediately spoke, but immediately after that, Yan Song's reprimand came from the back office.
"Yan Shifan, this is not a place for you to go wild, this is the imperial court!"
"It's not wild! For the sake of the emperor and the people, we can suffer anything, but I just don't understand, we are all doing the affairs of the court, why is it always who does more and suffers more grievances! Yan Shifan, whose head was still wrapped in gauze, gasped and stood in the hall.
Yan Song only glanced at Yan Shifan, walked out of the household yamen, and casually ordered the official beside him.
"Go to the country."
The hundreds of officials who were originally gathered in the yamen of the household department left one after another and flocked to the direction of the Guozijian.
——
In order not to waste time by the hundred officials, Zhu Zaili did not appear in the hall, but left directly in the back office.
Zhu Zaili, who was on the carriage, still had a little excitement on his face.
"Yan Ge Lao's method is really a bit wonderful, the affairs of the world, the world is discussed, and the government can make mistakes?"
"But has His Highness thought about it, why did he Yan Song take the initiative to mention this matter?"
The expression on Zhu Zaili's face, who was still enthusiastic, gradually solidified.
The carriage went all the way to the north, heading straight for Guozijian not far from Andingmen, and when Zhu Zaili arrived at Guozijian, the prisoners of Guozijian and the Hanlin Academy had already gathered in the open space outside Guozijian Yilun Hall.
The open space in front of Yilun Hall is called Lingtai Fangcun...... Phew, it is called Lingtai, which is the place where Guozijian takes classes and takes big classes (Guozijian in the Ming Dynasty has not yet built the Biyong Palace, and the Lingtai in the Ming Dynasty contains the area of the current Biyong Palace).
Zhu Zaili sat in the Yilun Hall, while Xu Jie and Yan Song sat outside the hall, looking at the spiritual platform, and a group of prisoners and Hanlin gathered on the spiritual platform, and more than 2,000 prisoners and more than 100 Hanlin sat down in turn.
What happened next was no different from what happened in Liuquanju and Hubu Yamen.
It's just that in the end, Yan Dang and Qingliu each took a step back.
In the end, the budget for this disaster relief in the northwest was finally set at 10.5 million taels of silver.
Jin Xueyan, the head of the household, knelt down outside Yilun Hall with a "poof", and cried with tears in his eyes: "Your Highness, I am ashamed of my father!" tried his best, but he could only fight for this 1.5 million taels of silver for the imperial court! ”
In Yilun Hall, Zhu Zaili looked at Jin Xueyan in front of him in amazement.
"Ning Shi...... Who won this court push? ”
"They all won." Ning Jue took a deep breath and continued: "The Yan Party has won a high interest rate of thirty percent for the merchants, and has won the Lizi, and Qingliu has won the name of saving 1.5 million taels of silver to the court and the world, and has gained face. ”
"But why didn't they just negotiate this result at the household department in the first place?" Zhu Zaili asked puzzled.
"Because of this word, Yan Song didn't dare to sign, Xu Jie didn't dare to sign, power and responsibility were one, they put on a high hat for the Son of Heaven, let the Son of Heaven hold the authority of the world, they are just herdsmen on behalf of the sky, and in fact, they have already pushed all the responsibility to the Son of Heaven."
"And now, the Son of Heaven has delegated authority, and Yan Song and Xu Jie are responsible for how to deal with it."
"Then they can bear it!" Zhu Zaili said indignantly.
"It's okay to be in government, but knowing that there may be a big mess, who wants to really be responsible? Therefore, they can only come to Guozijian and Hanlin Academy. Ning Jue continued.
"But why is it the Hanlin Academy and the Guozijian?!"
"Because the Hanlin Academy is a noble yamen, in the future, the elders and Jiuqing of the Ming Dynasty will be in this Hanlin, as for the ...... of the Guozijian," Ning Jue paused and continued: "Behind these two thousand people are all the heroes of the two capitals and thirteen provinces, and if something goes wrong in the future, it is also a decision made by the heroes of the Ming Dynasty." ”
Zhang Juzheng was stunned and said: "This is the real solidarity." ”
"A bunch of brutes." Zhu Zaili squeezed out these four words from between his teeth.
A group of clear streams also burst into tears, kneeling down in front of Yilun Hall and weeping bitterly.
"Your Highness, they are all incompetent!"
“……”
As everyone knows, Zhu Zaili, who was sitting in Yilun Hall, was already pale.
Seeing that Zhu Zaili didn't speak, Yan Song stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, one and a half million taels of silver is actually a lot, and the state affairs are difficult...... Alas, the old minister is guilty. Yan Songjing walked to the front of Yilun Hall and said: "Your Highness, if you look at the old minister, the court doesn't want to give out a tael of silver, but the disaster victims can't afford to wait, this grain will be sent a day late, and I don't know how many people will starve to death, so I will first report the budget of 10.5 million taels of silver to the monarch's father, this infamy through the ages, the old minister will bear it." ”
Yan Song burst into tears, Zhu Zaili didn't say a word, flicked his sleeves and turned his head and left Yilun Hall, but Feng Bao stepped forward to accept Yan Song's recital, and then followed Zhu Zaili and left.
In any case, Da Ming has to count on these people to finish their work for now.
It's just that Yan Song looked at Ning Jue in Yilun Hall, and there was always an ominous premonition in his heart.
(End of chapter)